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key lows - my little secret lyrics

i’ma f+ck you & make you my secret
you gon’ tell people & they won’t believe it
take a vid of me blowing out ya back
ya friends be like
no way lets see it
all jealous they didn’t get to feel it
they gon’ text me
you better believe it
i’m sl!ck like
a lambo, no fiat
my bro he p+ssy whipped
free him
i’m whipping
i’m cooking up rock
i’m sipping
the sizzurp
the wock
i’m dripping
i’m covered in guap
we drinking
she whispered
i’m hot
she feeling
my leg up
my c+ck
she told me
shе scared
to get caught
you can be my sеcret thot
come here and get them backshots
you dressed up
your makeup
like barbie
my name
on ya tits
i use sharpie
all this purple rain
skin color barney
we in the rolls royce
sipping muddy
never work no dollar
i got plenty
let’s take rips
a coca
no pepsi
tell ya friend
to come party
she s+xy
we’ll f+ck in the royce
no bentley
b+tch
i’m all in it
for pleasure
eat p+ssy
hannibal lecter
no need to speak
h+llen keller
my life on a
4 week long bender
wish my mom
had raised me better
i raised myself
a go getter
it’s raining outside
but you wetter
my heart been cold
need a sweater
i’ma f+ck you & make you my secret
you gon’ tell people & they won’t believe it
take a vid of me blowing out ya back
ya friends be like
no way lets see it
all jealous they didn’t get to feel it
they gon’ text me
you better believe it
i’m sl!ck like
a lambo, no fiat
my bro he p+ssy whipped
free him
i’ma f+ck you & make you my secret
you gon’ tell people & they won’t believe it
take a vid of me blowing out ya back
ya friends be like
no way lets see it
all jealous they didn’t get to feel it
they gon’ text me
you better believe it
i’m sl!ck like
a lambo, no fiat
my bro he p+ssy whipped
free him

from the 306
to california
i’ma make it out
i’ma make it big
sipping cough syrup
no pneumonia
f+ck a hater
thanks mrs rosa
sniffing on coca
no cola
unique like lisa
no mona
my supplier he
go by sosa
i got pills powder
and mota
how else do i get
all them hoes
it’s not just cause
my neck froze
girls love when
snow up their nose
girls love a man
with some dough
i’m someone who
never goes broke
11 bands on
a palm angels coat
kicks so clean
where’s the soap
my bag it carry
all that dope
i’ma f+ck you & make you my secret
you gon’ tell people & they won’t believe it
take a vid of me blowing out ya back
ya friends be like
no way lets see it
all jealous they didn’t get to feel it
they gon’ text me
you better believe it
i’m sl!ck like
a lambo, no fiat
my bro he p+ssy whipped
free him

- key lows lyrics

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